I'm a priest at Hogwarts

Chapter 79 Brave Harry

Mrs. Hooch could no longer describe her mood at this time. It was the first time she had encountered such a situation after teaching at Hogwarts for many years. By the time she realized it and wanted to save it, it was too late.

Like a wild horse running wild, Harry fell from a height of several tens of feet. With a bang, water splashed and fell into the mud.

"Oh my God."

"It's a fatality."

"How good is that."

There was a mess in the stands.

Even though Realize knew that Harry had a backup, Hermione's eyes still rose to the side of her throat.

Mrs. Hooch couldn't care less about the ongoing race, she rode a broomstick and hurried towards the direction where Harry fell.

Although Harry who activated the amulet was splashed with muddy water and was a little dizzy, he didn't seem to have his brain cracked. He grinned in pain and raised his left hand excitedly. A golden wing was struggling vigorously in his hand. .

"Thanks Merlin, Harry, you scared me to death." Mrs. Hooch supported Harry's shoulder and looked him up and down.

"Professor, we won. I caught the Snitch. Gryffindor won." Harry couldn't restrain his joy.

As if going through a roller coaster, Mrs. Hooch glanced at the Snitch in Harry's hand, and then decisively blew the whistle for the end of the game.

"Okay, Hermione, Harry's fine." Orlando patted Hermione's hand that was clasping his arm.

After she realized it, she blushed all of a sudden, not daring to look Orlando in the eyes.

"Did we win?"

"Yes, I won."

At this time, when Mrs. Hooch announced the victory of Gryffindor, the students in the stands immediately fell into madness. They shouted loudly and vented their inner joy.

At this time, Lockhart, who appeared out of nowhere, stepped down from the stands magnificently and went straight to the center of the stadium.

At this time, Harry had one hand hanging, which was held high by Wood and the others. They shouted Harry's name loudly, celebrating that he caught the golden snitch at a critical moment and turned the tide of the battle in one fell swoop.

"Wood, put Harry down, he needs to heal his arm." Lockhart said in a slightly commanding tone.

"No, professor, I'm fine, I don't need your treatment." Harry shrank his neck, he didn't want to be his test subject after he had learned too much.

"It's okay, Harry, believe me, I'm the best at this kind of injury. You must know that in the Himalayas, I won the respect of the Yeti tribe by relying on this magical healing technique. Don't worry. Just one spell and you'll be back to normal."

"Professor, wait." At this moment, a voice suddenly appeared, interrupting Lockhart.

Lockhart, who was eager to show off, was suddenly called to pause, and he turned around and looked behind him very unhappy.

"Orlando?"

"It's me, Professor. I think what Harry needs now is not a spell cure, but a victory celebration. I think at such a glorious moment, he wants to celebrate victory with his classmates, right, Harry?"

"Yes, Orlando, Professor Lockhart, please let me enjoy this rare moment, please." Harry's brain reacted very quickly, and he quickly found a step for Lockhart.

"Alright then! Since you all said so, then, go ahead and get excited." Lockhart raised his hands exaggeratedly.

Encouraged by him, the students rushed up, picked up the Gryffindor players, and happily walked towards the castle.

In the turbulent crowd, Orlando saw a short boy walking through the crowd, with the camera in his hand snapping.

"Victory, so I have credit for it." Ron, who was anxiously waiting in the castle, ran and jumped happily after learning of Gryffindor's victory.

After seeing Harry's broken arm, he asked in fear, "Isn't there a talisman? How could it be like this?"

"It was a Bludger, and the Slytherin batsman sneaked up on me," Harry gritted his teeth in pain, "I activated the amulet at the moment of the fall, so I didn't fall, thanks to Orlando."

Harry tore off the red rope around his neck, and the talisman hanging on it had disappeared.

"Ron, you can accompany Harry to the school hospital. We'll come over and meet you after we've changed."

Looking at the wet crowd, Ron agreed.

Madam Pomfrey was still very reliable. By the time Orlando and Hermione rushed to the school hospital after changing their clothes, she had already configured the "Skeletons".

Harry was lying on the hospital bed, the curtains around the bed had been drawn by Ron, and Harry had just changed into his pajamas when they arrived.

"How is it, Harry, are you feeling better?" Hermione asked with concern.

"It's much better, Hermione. Oh, yes, Orlando, before I thank you, you saved me again." Harry said loudly as if thinking of something happy.

"Is it thanks to me that you didn't fall to your death? Or is it because you didn't let Lockhart treat you to death?" Seeing that he was in a good mood, Orlando made a rare joke.

"Thank you, your lightning is really unforgettable for me."

"What lightning? Ron asked suspiciously."

"A bolt of lightning from Orlando hit it while I was being chased madly by the Bludger, and that got me out of trouble, otherwise it would have been impossible to catch the Snitch."

"It turns out that Orlando asked me to pass on the message to do this." Ron suddenly realized.

At this time, Madam Pomfrey came around the curtain, Ron shut his mouth in a hurry, he didn't want to be kicked out by her.

Madam Pomfrey was holding a large bottle labeled "Bone Spirit" on it.

She said seriously, "This is a difficult night, Harry."

She said, pouring out a large steaming cup and handing it to Harry, "Bone healing is a difficult thing, you have to grit your teeth and persevere, after tonight your broken part will heal. "

The smell of bone spirit was very strange. Orlando had read it in the book. It burned in Harry's mouth and burned down his throat, making Harry cough and spit.

Madam Pomfrey backed out after confirming that Harry had taken the medicine as prescribed, smacking her lips as she walked, complaining that Quidditch was too dangerous a sport, and then complaining that the law enforcement teacher was too dangerous. inability.

After confirming that Madam Pomfrey had gone far away, Ron had a smile on his face: "Thanks for catching the Snitch, you didn't see Malfoy's expression that he looks like he wants to kill someone!"

That wasn't Hermione's focus, she was aggrieved about the danger she had created. "I really want to know what he did to that Bludger," she said angrily.

"We could put that on the list and ask him after we've had Polyjuice Potion," Ron suggested.

"I hope the taste of Polyjuice Potion is better than this stuff..." Harry said, throwing his head on the pillow, he was exhausted today, and now that he was free, he felt weak all over.

(End of this chapter)